When I woke up I saw Liam. He was standing right next to me, and I was laying down in a bed. He was looking at me with concern, his brown eyes deep with sorrow and his eyebrows knitted. He was holding my hand.
“Liam?” I asked, my head spinning. “What the fudge happened?”
His eyes widened. “Holy (insert swear word of choice)! You’re alive!” He kissed me.
“Well, yeah, I guess I am,” I said. “Seriously though....the last thing I remembered was cookies.”
“Jean poisoned them,” He said. “And we had to kind of beg him to bring you to the hospital. The doctors had to give you surgery to get the poison out of your body. And....”
“And what?” I asked.
“I better go get Harry and Kayla,” He said, rushing out of the room.
“Ugggg,” I groaned, my head spinning. I hated not knowing things. And being in pain.
Kayla and Harry burst into the room.
“Hey, you are breathing!” Kayla said, smiling. “Thank the lord.”
“Yea,” I said. “Okay, so what happened.”
“Um, Liam, you might want to pin her down,” Kayla said.
He did so.
“What.....?” I asked.
Harry kicked the ground in the corner, looking down. What did I miss?
“Okay, so, yea, you were kind of dying,” Kayla started. “And we took you to a hospital, and um....” She lowered her voice and said really fast, “HarryandIbrokeup.”
“What did you just say?” I asked, my eyes widening. Liam tightened his grip on me.
“Harry and I......broke up,” Kayla told me again. Then she gave a fake smile. “And here’s the best part! It was for Jean.”
“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY??!!!!!” I screamed. I was hooked up to a heart monitor, and it was beating so fast I thought it was gonna explode.
“Yeah,” She said. “And that’s all you missed. So, can we get out of this hospital and you know....idk.”
“Liam, can you please let go of me?” I asked, using a sweet voice.
“Um, okay,” He said.
“Thank you.”
He let go and I jumped out of the bed and landed on Kayla.
“WHAT THE FUDGE IS YOUR PROBLEM????” I asked.
“Get off of me!!!!!!!” She said, pushing me away.
“Liammmmm!” Kayla screamed.
Liam pried me off of her.
Just then, before I could yell another thing at Kayla, Raven and Jean walked in the room.
I scowled at Jean. “I am going to murder you.”
He stepped back. “Whoa. Anyway, it’s time to go. Harry, it’s time for your challenge.”
“Kayla, come sit in the front with me,” Jean said, smiling at me.
Oh, God, this sucked. I wanted to tell Harry and them that Jean was making me but everywhere we were it seemed that he was there or there was a bug. And I was kind of scared of what he would do if I told them and he found out about it.
“Okay,” I said, pretending to be happy about it. Harry made a growling noise and Marisa shot Jean a look. I climbed into the front.
“So, Kayla,” Jean said and I could tell that he was eyeing Harry in the mirror, “You lookin fineeee today.”
“What?”
Harry took a deep breath and I think Marisa was kicking. “You look hot.”
“Okay...” I said. Jean shot me a look. “You look...” Oh my god I can’t believe I was going to say this, “hot too, I guess.”
I heard Liam whisper something to Marisa. Probably telling her not to come up and murder me with a knife.
“So, Kayla, when our first date?”
“Date?” I said, eyeing him.
“Yes, date.”
Why did the world hate me?
“I don’t care,” I mumbled.
“Tomorrow then?”
“I. Don’t. CARE.” My voice rose more than necessary at the end and Jean shot me a look telling me to shut up.
“Okay, tomorrow works,” Jean said, acting all happy. “Oh, Harry, your turn for the next challenge. Eggh, maybe we should stop those. Kayla, what do you think? Oh, just to let you know the other option would be kill everybody..”
Oh, lord.
“Oh, my dearest Jean I think that you should definitely go through with the challenges. More...entertainment.”
“Wait, does this mean that Kayla doesn’t have to do the challenges anymore?” Liam asked.
Jean frowned. “I gotta think about that.”
“She should...that or I’ll just kill her first!” Marisa screamed.
I sighed. If only she knew how I hated him.
“Yeah, well...” Jean said, “We’re here. Kayla, why don’t YOU tell Harry what his challenge is?”
“I don’t even know what his challenge is.”
Jean handed me a piece of paper. Harry faced me. Well he kind of did. His eyes never landed on me, but he was still looking ahead. “Um, you have to...”
I found myself looking at him and I sighed. “You have to fight one Jean’s guards.”
“Which one?” Harry asked, still not looking at me.
“Derek James.”
A big black man came out of a door. “Hello Harry.”
“Hey,” Harry said. In about two seconds he had the man pinned to the ground and was punching him like there was no tomorrow.
“Kayla! Get him under control!” Jean screamed.
I rolled my eyes and looked at Liam, whom peeled Harry off of the man.
Fun day.
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Kidnapped
FanfictionKayla is a little crazy. Marisa is just the same. Kayla and Marisa are best friends, typical teenage girls going to a typical high school. But it's not so typical when they get kidnapped at their neighborhood park and taken to Paris where they meet...